A conversation the other day sparked quite a few shifts in what has been my current way of thinking. When we feel we are not living up to the potential we know deep down that we have, we become down, angry, confused, and even project that onto others surrounding us. This wise person reminded me that we get so caught up in all the things that aren't happening that we forget to look at what is happening entirely. This really resonated with me.
I look around and I can see that my life is empty of an awful lot of what I want. I look around again and I see that my life has an abundance of things I've always wanted. These are the two ways we can approach each and every day. Whichever one we choose sets the tone for the day. Now, I can list my jobs, my relationships, all of the tangible itemized "good" in my life. But what I really care about now are the feelings I possess. To feel happy, even for a fleeting breath, is success. To feel elated is a gift. To feel anything at all, positive, negative, and neutral are all successes.
My life is ever evolving. Ah, I love that. My life. And that is what it finally is. Mine. This is more than anything in the world. My life at 26 years old is finally my own; and isn't that something? It's almost as if there is a birthing; a rebirth, perhaps? I am building and rebuilding, I am healing and cleaning out wounds. I am exhausted and energized. I am, simply. And that is more than I have been.
As my life continues to become more "mine", I will only persist & keep on. I will not quit as I construct my empire. I will wake each and every day and count my blessings as I always do; and then I will count my current success. Life is good, even when it's not. It's so, awe-strikingly good.